Testo Risk - De'Rell

Testo della canzone Risk (De'Rell), tratta dall'album Risk

Yeah, yeah
It's De'Rell, nigga
Yeah
Yeah, nigga
Yeah
Aye
Stepped on the scene, I had to leave my prints
Seen 'em mug, so I walk away wit' his bitch
She say I'm a pimp, like I walk with a limp
Fell in love 'cause she know that I'm a young prince
Rest in peace, Grams told me that I got a gift
Gotta put the work in, just can't wish
Niggaz be so scared to take that risk
When I take risk, swear I bet that I swish
Always on that phone, tryna tell me that she miss me
Swallow that dick, bitch, give my dick a hickey
All these niggas they be washy and wishy
I don't trust none, swear I'm always iffy
Always lowkey blowing on sum sticky
Only bad bitches, swear that I'm so picky
Lately, we been fucking all the time and get trippy
Broski on a mission, he was riding with the blicky
All white ones, man, them motherfuckers crispy
I'on drink liquor, I ain't tryna get pissy
Most of these fake ass homies be fishy
Yellow bone bitch, looking just like a Simpson
Basic hoe wit' a lot of needs lil' gremlin
Pussy prolly sticking up the crib like chitlins
R.I.P. granny got me rocking pink ribbons
Cut the bitch off quick, had to tell her good riddance
And they tried to give my old dude a lifetime sentence
You can do good, they a still try to blemish you
Try to show love, they a still get rid of you
Need a whole lot, nigga, I can't settle for a few
Bands on me, got me walking with a limp
I ain't never stressing, nigga, I'll never trip
Bust it open for me, got her wet, I make it drip
Broski, he can't wait to up that shit up off the hip
Bands on me, got me walking with a limp
I ain't never stressing, nigga, I'll never trip
Bust it open for me, got her wet, I make it drip
Broski, he can't wait to up that shit up off the hip
Stepped on the scene, I had to leave my prints
Seen 'em mug, so I walk away with his bitch
She say I'm a pimp, like I walk with a limp
Fell in love 'cause she know that I'm a young prince
Rest in peace, Grams told me that I got a gift
Gotta put the work in, just can't wish
Niggaz be so scared to take that risk
When I take risk, swear I bet that I swish
Always on that phone, tryna tell me that she miss me
Swallow that dick bitch give my dick a hickey
All these niggas they be washy and wishy
I don't trust none, swear I'm always iffy
Always lowkey, blowing on sum sticky
Only bad bitches, swear that I'm so picky
Lately, we been fucking all the time and get trippy
Broski on a mission, he was riding wit' the blicky
All white ones, man, them motherfuckers crispy
I'on drink liquor, I ain't tryna get pissy
Most of these fake ass homies be fishy
Yellow bone bitch, looking just like a Simpson
Simpson



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